 the world really can feel like. And so what I thought on a poetry night to express a little bit of my encouragement for us not to sit and ponder and be so somber as we stare out into the universe and wonder if it hears us or if we're listening or if we should put our antennas up to hear God and you'll strike us by lightning and it will be blistering our skin as we're looking out at the world so vast and wondrous and we're wondering if we're here because of a reason or because of the season just brought our birth and wondering if we should be pushed to, or put our nose to the grindstone and instead we should realize that we just should roll on home and play till the cows come home too. And don't worry about the picket fence, we should stick it to the man, cause and hence and whence. We should play with our grammar too because we made that up once and we can make it up against. Maybe it's a part of our mind but we could see as we look into the sky and wait for the sun to fade so we can peer into the stars that this place is ours and it should be a place for fun and joy and we shouldn't be so worried about whose toy we're playing with or if I stole this pen from Berlin or if it's mine. You know what? I've found it and it can be a way to take what's in my mind and put it out and express it. I don't need to shout. I can play with me and we can play together and we can be playing full of whimsy if you can come and play with me. We can play with little doll bearings. We can play by taking apart things and staring them. We shouldn't be afraid to play. We shouldn't be afraid not to play. Anyway, so what I was thinking about doing was just coming up and improvising poetry to show you that we can all be poets and the simplest one is you're a poet and you don't know it. Don't be afraid to be cheesy. I learned this from the TV when I was watching some Tamillion movies. The three idiots. And they take it easy for the sea. Or was she? Or was she? You guys remember that? Because I do and it impacted me. I was on a bus in Kerala and everyone didn't care about a sight or a gaze. They were amazed and I was amazed because we could play for days and everyone was just dancing in the streets like no one was watching because maybe no one was watching. Who is one? Hmm. We're all basking in the sun. What's inside and what's out? You don't know until you show. Then you can hear your own echo. And you wonder if you're there or here or if you've even heard or heard. It doesn't really matter if you're weird. Let's go play with each other. In that kind of way. At all. At all. Well, that was more than that.